...Do you ever notice how many posts end in those three little symbols...see there I go again...and again. Think I'll end there...or will I? The first time we watched MammaMia, my 9 year old, then 8, says what does she mean by...How do you explain the context its used in the movie, but it got me to thinking. Isn't everything in our lives a bit...ish?
We let everything around us get so out of control that a ...explains it all. I was changing the baby when...I was answering the phone when...These three innocent symbols are being used instead of just finishing our thoughts, and why? Because we are too tired and too busy to finish them ourselves. Well I am refusing. As of tonight I will make an effort to finish everything I start. What did I start today that I mean to finish?
Joshua!!!Today my on again off again boyfriend of three years moved out again. He has moved out so many times I have lost track. But I am writing the end to this story right now. No more...to our love story. I am tired of explaining what he did this time. Was it violent? Did he do it again? (No just that once)
Did he cheat?(Again? Most likely, but can't prove it!) or Was he just plain mean and wierd?
He just has so many issues and he has lost sight of who he is. If he isn't Jessica's boyfriend, then he is nothing. I can't date nothing. I want someone who completes me and until he know who he is he can't even complete himself.
I've also decided I'm going to start keeping track of how many times Lorelei,(my daughter, she has Aspergers) refuses to listen and turns around right back where she started. Right next to me. I don't know how many times I told her today to go downstairs I have homework to do? She just won't listen. Doing things alone is like eating broccoli to most other kids. If I don't lose my mind over Josh's stuff it will be over hers.
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